[ladydoc]

I was so impressed with the stories of the jobs that people were most proud of, it made me start thinking about the worse jobs we have had.

Mine is an easy choice. In grad school I had to remove brains from rats skulls, cut microthin slices and then prepare slides. ICK! The scientist in me was OK with it, but the woman was a definite ICK. They wanted me to kill and decapitate the rats too, but I drew the line at that. No way. So I would walk into the lab every evening to a row of heads in jars. Now top that for a lousy job!! Well, it did pay for that semester's fees...